I keep hearing it Half, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Half Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Everyone wants a fraction of me
A quarter of my peace, a slice of my time
A piece they can carry without carrying me
They look at me like I'm a mirror cracked down the center
One side polished, one side dangerous
And they swear they know the reflection
Even when they're only staring at the left half
Some days I feel like a fraction gone wrong
Like I'm walking around as two over four, three over six
Simplify it down until I barely recognize the whole
Half angel, half warning, half genius, half mess, oh, half trying to grow
Half trying not to disappear, they say
Give me the good half, so I hide the half that screams, they say
Give me the strong half, so I bury the half that breaks, they say
Give me the calm half, but the storm keeps spilling through the cracks
Sometimes I wish I could split myself clean
One half to please you, one half to save me
Parallel lines, never meeting, never whole
But here's the part you keep forgetting
You've only seen the surface equation
You've only studied the first page
You've only met the version of me that rounded down to make sense
You don't know the half of it
Not the wrong half, not the right half
Not the missing half, not the half that's coming
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh